Perfectly Imperfect

Perfectly imperfect  
 
Beauty is in the eye  
Different from person to person  
 
See beauty in the most confounding places  
Hair out of place shouldn’t matter  
 
Walk in the door don’t wipe your feet  
Prisoners of perfection  
 
Mirror doesn’t turn around  
Finds the fault line every time  
 
Death by a thousand cuts  
Pecking here and snipping there  
Anything I do doesn’t rise up  
 
Seeking perfection in a human  
Maybe artificial intelligence  
Will free her from your missing the point  
 
Have a feeling deep in my bones  
Nothing will change her  
 
She lives Groundhog days  
Rinse repeat and repeat it again  
 
A few more times it sinks in  
Chinese water torture  
On shuffle the songs  
Drip by drip  
 
My sanity is fading away  
Come back and try to approach  
In a way she will appreciate  
 
Turns around cuts another slice  
I missed the point I didn’t get it  
Missed the point of insanity